Success

Success




Maybe it begins with that little nod
or perhaps with shaking another's hand.
Smiles, laughter, clinking of drinks.
It all meets with the demand.

Maybe it's in the golf games
or that promotion destined to be.
“You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours,”
just pretend you did not see.

Or maybe it's the late hours working.
Those calls, “I won't be coming home.”
Set the family aside on the back burner
where little Billy's deer and antelope roam.

All those vacations, the status the things!
They'll make up for those moments lost.
Product and demand....demand....DEMAND!
It's all relative and it's worth the cost.

Maybe it's the socials, the parties, the dinners.
Maybe it's the alcohol that gets you through life.
Or maybe that affair? Maybe, but whose?
Maybe you just now learned of your wife's.

Your son wants nothing to do with you.
You've lost it all except for those things.
You're an empty shell of a miserable man.
Let's drink to what that success brings. (clink!)


--msl2020